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We all eat all the grass that we want, but the grass will run out someday and what will we eat then? We may delude ourselves by thinking that we will last forever, but tell that to the romans, they bear tales that would curdle the blood of any civilized person but hindsight is 20/20 and once we grasp hold of a heavenly savior our reality will come crashing down upon us as our god fails to save us from the infidels whose passions shall carry the day over our secularism, complacency and avarice. G..g..g..unit indeed, your bling is fueled by the blood of innocents but you can't comprehend anything outside of your own neighborhood! The shine of gold trinkets must not obscure the reality facing us; we shall hang together or we shall hang separately.
We may delude ourselves with our own problems which only seem significant because we're looking at them in the rear view mirror while they're sitting in the backseat, but maybe we should be looking outside because I think there's a bomb coming at the windshield and when it hits we'll see how insignificant our problems really are. But by then we'll be on our way to forty virgins in heaven, only to discover that consciousness stops with the last beat of a decrepit heart, and we've all died for nothing.
Carbon may be a very common element but we are willing to die for it, at least by proxy. As long as someone else is dying we'll continue to drink it faster than it's coming to us, but eventually the war will be brought to our own doors, and how we react will dictate the future of humanity.
Like the armenians caught between imperialist, christian russia and a turkish nation eager to carry on its empire in the face of a union of dissension, the innocents will bear the brunt of the atrocities while those who cause them will live in their palaces to go down in history as the ones who finally solved the problems of two irresistible forces caught in mid-collusion.
We may delude ourselves with our own problems which only seem significant because we're looking at them in the rear view mirror while they're sitting in the backseat, but maybe we should be looking outside because I think there's a bomb coming at the windshield and when it hits we'll see how insignificant our problems really are. But by then we'll be on our way to forty virgins in heaven, only to discover that consciousness stops with the last beat of a decrepit heart, and we've all died for nothing.
Carbon may be a very common element but we are willing to die for it, at least by proxy. As long as someone else is dying we'll continue to drink it faster than it's coming to us, but eventually the war will be brought to our own doors, and how we react will dictate the future of humanity.
Like the armenians caught between imperialist, christian russia and a turkish nation eager to carry on its empire in the face of a union of dissension, the innocents will bear the brunt of the atrocities while those who cause them will live in their palaces to go down in history as the ones who finally solved the problems of two irresistible forces caught in mid-collusion.